Hurricane Bianca Page #3

to show off your ignorance.

Get it together!

Hi!

I'm Mr. Martinez,

and I just want to let you know

how excited I am to be here.

(laughing)

Okay!

Don't worry.

I used to think the same things

were just as funny

when I was your age.

(laughing)

Okay, okay! Let's

just get it all out of...

(coughing)

...our systems now.

(laughing)

Three... two... one.

(clearing throat)

You know...

(belches)

Pardon me.

(laughing)

Lift off!

(Richard) You know what, kids?

I'm not-- I'm not feeling

so good all of a sudden.

If you can just give

me a minute, I'll be--

I'll be right back.

Keely, can I put you

in charge for two minutes,

just two minutes top--

(laughing)

Okay, guys, quick.

Grab the chemistry set.

Best behaviour, baby.

She's here now.

So nice to see you,

Superintendent.

So nice to see you again too.

(rumbling)

(explosion)

What the devil?

You, uh, wanted to see me?

Where to start?

Where to start?

(beep)

Uh, you could start

with why Richard

left his class alone.

-Hmm?

-Is she listening in?

Yes.

Richard, there's been a lot

of people come in here

and try out this job.

And none of them

have been as bad as you.

I know these kids are a handful.

There's only one thing keeping

me from sending you back

to the middle of nowhere,

where you come from.

Middle of nowhere?

I...

I taught in New York City.

You taught kindy-garten.

Mr. Martinez,

you come highly recommended

from the Ambassador Program,

so I need you

to help me, help you.

I-I can help these kids

if you give me a chance.

Will I be seeing you

at the football game tonight?

There's your chance to mingle

with the rest of the staff.

(sighing)

I'll be there with

enought school spirit

to fuel a jetliner, sir.

Yeah, we'll see about that.

(cheering)

Come on, Mavericks!

Rip 'em up!

Rip 'em up!

You almost

fumbled it, you p*ssy!

What's your name?

(mumbling)

Shut up!

I don't care about your name!

Get up!

Get up!

You get on out!

God, you're terrible!

This is intense!

There's something

queer about him.

I can't put my finger on it.

Didn't you say he's

from New York, Mama?

He complimented my purse.

So what are you saying?

He's, like, some kind of queer?

Well, there's only

one way to find out.

You should

go talk to him, honey.

You think?

Yeah.

Show him Minnie and Mickey.

(chuckles)

No man can resist.

B*tch!

Well, aren't you just

hotter than bark on a tree!

Well, hello.

(chuckles)

I'm Carly.

I was upset I didn't get to meet

the cute new member

of our staff today.

Oh, well, that's very nice.

Nice to meet you.

So how do you like Texas so far?

Well, um, everybody

seems to be very welcoming,

to say the least.

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